໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄.

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[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

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[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

// baby sister trying to sacrifice herself … it hurts 🥲

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

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[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

Susan. 🤨🤨🤨

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@ARlSTOCRATlC // welcome back 💞

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍*‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍𝘀𝗻𝗼𝘄 @wasfrigid]

||: peter in the background : yes !!!

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@wasfrigid *own errands.

She perplexes him, to say the very least.

❝Allow me to accompany you,❞ he offers. ❝I would like to see you return home safely.❞

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

Frankly, he wasn’t expecting @wasfrigid to … still be in town.

Excuse him if he’s regarding her with disbelief.

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@wasfrigid regard him the way she does——not the proper ladies of his circles, at the very least. They are taught to evade his gaze, to bat their lashes with perfectly practised demureness. They are also not supposed to stroll the town alone when dusk is approaching, let alone run their >

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

Narrator:

Edmund didn’t listen to his brother.

[narnia quote bot @narniaquotebot]

You will listen to your brother, won't you Edmund?

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

𝑬𝒅𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒅.

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@novuseternity the 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒌.

❝Is she——
Are they well? Your family.❞

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@novuseternity absence helped relieve your sister of those courtship rumours concerning … Hastings,❞ he replies curtly, his gaze suddenly very occupied with scouring the table for the sugar, or for the milk. There’s a sudden mild tension to his jaw, but that is merely because he cannot find >

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@RADICALLYELOISE ❝I must take another trip to Northumberland after Christmas, to oversee the lease of some new fields … but I shall not be long and return in time for New Year’s Eve. Especially now that there might be a union between our families.❞

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@RADICALLYELOISE the prince to take up quarters elsewhere than our house.❞

Not his proudest moment, though if anyone were to ask him, he could not bring himself to feel any genuine remorse.

He watches a distant bevy of ducks in the icy pond, before returning his focus to Eloise. >

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@wasgentle turning a leaf in the newspaper and raising his cup of tea to his lips.

❝Now, he’s actually agreed to the next ball, with only *two punishing remarks hurled my way … tell me this is not your doing?❞

He takes a mystified sip and shakes his head.

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@wasgentle ❝The thought of bewitched candy came to my mind as well … Do you remember when he compared the Bridgerton’s ball to a meat market, and himself as the sacrificial lamb? I told him if he were a lamb he would be first in line. For he certainly bleats the loudest.❞

He deadpans, >

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@faithfuled thought fills him with terror——he tries his hardest not to let it show to Daphne, and takes a deep breath, shaking his head.

❝They need me. I swore it to my father. Do you see?❞

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

It’s still in the grey hours of the morning, and Peter finds himself at the Bridgerton household’s doorstep. Sporting no hat, golden hair unusually tousled, eyes bloodshot. Out of breath.

The last time he saw @faithfuled was not many hours ago, in the Pevensie garden maze, >

[໋ ❛ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄. @wasmagnificent]

@faithfuled has slid off his shoulders and paradoxically like he has taken a punch to the gut.

❝I cannot——I cannot think of myself before I have not seen them in good hands.❞ His voice has broken into a raucous murmur, and there is a sudden disquiet to his eyes as if the mere >